I fault you
for the opinion you share
doing exactly the same
want people to care
what folly is this
to scream your beliefs
freedom of individual; go ahead
religious? be brief
an artist’s expression
the world its canvas
explore the extremes
beauty and hate in its obsession
judging a book
each wrinkle its own story
there’s scars on pages
opening it up
or leave it, no glory
animals we all start
place blame for behavior
instinctual, basic, carnal
create a mammal
our great moral saviour
money, we all make
chasing paper and digital numbers
taking jobs we don’t like
requesting sacrifice
helping others in need
yet lazy, awake from my slumber
stars and idols
we look up to and praise
the abundance they receive
ours to give
the ego we birth
tv children we raise
play games
save up for a future
there’s work to be done now
dreams and ambitions
go up in flames
I pity you
for not knowing
mad at the mystery
still figuring it out
so what do I do?

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